A quarter of an hour passes! Pure Taoist true qi was channeling regularly in Jiang Ming's body.

An hour passed, and Jiang Ming's whole person was shrouded in white light under the influence of the "Divine Sword Duel" exercise, and he faintly felt that the light was gathering in the dantian position towards Jiang Ming.

Just as the light gradually gathered in the dantian, Jiang Ming suddenly got up and sighed: "I didn't know if I played the game before, this cultivation is really boring, have you skipped it?" It had only been an hour, and Jiang Ming's face had already appeared tired.

Jiang Ming got up and poured himself a glass of water, wiped the sweat from his sideburns and sighed: "It's too boring, I haven't studied well in school before, if I am allowed to do this every day for ten years, it is better to kill me with a knife!" "Besides, even if I practice every day for ten years, it will be impossible for me to break through the Golden Pill in these ten years, forget about not wasting time, I still want to think about any other way to quickly improve my cultivation." Jiang Ming had already found an excuse for himself to stop practicing, after all, he was just a mortal in his previous life, and it was as difficult as climbing to the sky for him to calm down and concentrate on cultivation.

Jiang Ming pushed open the door and wanted to go out for a walk, after all, this joy and surprise and the cultivation just now made him a little physically and mentally exhausted.

"Meet the master!" As soon as Jiang Ming went out, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect respectfully saluted him.

This person is Xiao Daoxuan's personal attendant named Mu Qing, who is mainly responsible for the trivial matters of the sect master's daily life, Jiang Ming looked at this disciple with slightly immature cheeks, frowned as if he had something to say, and asked: "Mu Qing, you waited at the door for a while, is there anything important?" ”

Mu Qing saluted again and replied: "Sect Master, the disciple was informed by the order of Elder Yin that I sent the ten-year Divine Sword Ceremony to start soon, and I also asked the Sect Master to go to the main hall to preside. ”

According to Xiao Daoxuan's memory, the Divine Sword Ceremony is held once every ten years, which is an important matter for the Divine Sword Sect to select new disciples, and the door master needs to personally assess and collect new disciples on the main peak of Tianning Mountain, the main peak of Jianyuan Peak.

Jiang Ming thought for a moment and said, "Then you will lead the way in front, and we will go to the main hall together, the Divine Sword Ceremony is the top priority of our faction and cannot be delayed." ”

In fact, Jiang Ming didn't know how to go to the main hall at all, according to his memory, he only knew that the entire Tianning Mountain was divided into three peaks: Jianyuan Peak, Jianming Peak, and Jianling Peak, and the residence of himself and other elders was the main peak of Jianyuan Peak, and some important places in the door such as: the main hall, the council hall, the ancestral ancestral hall, etc. were all in the main peak, and the Jianling Peak was the place where the disciples lived, and the Jianming Peak was responsible for placing the important magic weapons, pills, and rare medicines in the door.

And Mu Qing's face was slightly embarrassed, and he said: "Sect Master, the disciple's qualifications are dull, and his current cultivation is still in the late stage of Qi refining, and he can't fly with his sword!" ”

Jiang Ming put on a serious look: "Look at it, I have already let you concentrate on cultivation, how long have you been practicing?" It is still in the middle stage of gas refining. ”

He pretended to be and waved his hand: "That's it, I just want to take a walk, you lead the way in front, we just want to look at the scenery, we have been patronizing and practicing all these years, and we haven't seen a grass and a tree in Tianning Mountain for a long time." ”

Mu Qing's heart suddenly warmed, "Thank you for your understanding, Mu Qing will definitely redouble his efforts in the future, devote himself to cultivation, and live up to the high expectations of the door master." ”

Jiang Ming smiled silently, followed Mu Qing's footsteps to the main hall, and thought to himself: "A servant boy is in the late stage of qi refining, and my dignified Divine Sword Sect master is actually only in the early stage of qi refining. ”

……

In front of the main peak of Tianning Mountain, Jianyuan Peak

Jiang Ming just walked into the square in front of the main hall was shocked by the magnificent building, looking from afar like the mythical Qionggong Xianque, the building image is serious, in front of the main hall is a square, the center of the square is a giant long sword made of bronze about ten zhang long, the square is paved with white marble bricks, there is a 100-meter black giant pillar in the southeast and northwest corners, which is made of pure black steel rock.

At this time, there were about more than 100 people waiting on both sides of the long sword, they were candidates who wanted to join the Divine Sword Gate by participating in this Divine Sword Ceremony, some of them were unknown cultivators and scattered immortals, and they came here just to improve their own cultivation, and some were weaker family disciples, joining the Divine Sword Gate was a kind of connection between camps, and there were some ordinary people who had no foundation, but they had outstanding qualifications and wanted to change their lives by joining the Divine Sword Gate.

Standing on both sides of the main hall were the outer disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who were wearing blue Taoist robes and waiting solemnly, and the outer disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were wearing blue Taoist robes, while the inner disciples could dress as they pleased, and when they saw Jiang Ming coming, they shouted in unison: "Meet the Sect Master!" ”

Jiang Ming kicked the atmosphere, tried his best to control his breath to gradually stabilize his breathing, walked straight towards the hall without looking back, saw the only seat in the hall made of pure gold, quickly stepped forward, and sat down.

"My obedient, looking not far away, walked me for an hour, tired Uncle Ben. What the hell Mu Qing is doing so fast! ”

At present, all the core members of the Divine Sword Sect in the hall, Jiang Ming skimmed the bottom with the corner of his eye, and the older generation of the Divine Sword Sect below stood on the right side, led by his junior brother Yin Cheng and junior sister Yin Yueyun, the two of them are the elders of the Divine Sword Sect, and on the left side are the inner disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, led by his first disciple Xie Ren, and Mu Qing also consciously stood at the back of this row after entering.

Yin Cheng, in the middle of Jindan, his second junior brother, is mainly responsible for handling the affairs of the sect, and Yin Yueyun, his junior sister in the early stage of Jindan, is mainly responsible for supervising the cultivation of disciples in the Shenjian Sect. Xie Ren's own first disciple, in the middle of Bigu, was mainly responsible for the management of the outer disciples, and Jiang Ming quickly searched for his memories, after all, these people were the capital for him to compete with the six monsters of Southern Xinjiang ten years later.

Although Jiang Ming knew that he had been abolished, but after all, the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, so he still had to find a way to contend with it, and the shameless Jiang Ming didn't want to practice, so he had already entrusted his hope to a few people below.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Jiang Ming was still a little panicked: "Why are they looking at us, they won't see my current cultivation?" Know I'm a piece of crap? Won't you even be able to mix up with the Excalibur Gate? ”

Thinking about it, Jiang Ming's face is getting worse and worse, after all, there are many masters in the hall, and now his cultivation is more embarrassing, once he is discovered, the consequences are unimaginable, and he has to pretend to be pretended! Even if it's a waste of wood, I'm your master!